One of my fellow specialists is transferring down to North Carolina. His daughter and grandchildren live there. While the transfer doesn't go through until September, he's over 65 so he has that great chunk of personal time given to us by the big Orange Retailer I work for; I suspect he's going to be using a big chunk of that time, limiting his presence in the store. This is a slow time of year anyway.
Chewy dropped off another big bag of dog food for me yesterday - 47 pounds (21.31 kilos). That lasts them for a month. This is way cheaper than buying the dog's food at Giant. I may not get the gas points, but the money I'm saving easily makes up for that.
Oh, and by the way, the RNC Convention in Jacksonville has been cancelled. Supposedly this is another pivot by the Idiot Jerk, another failing attempt to revive his dying campaign. My money says he doesn't want to get to Florida and find out someone has packed his acceptance speech among the bodies. Not that he would be the one to go in and dig it out. Nope, most likely he'll send in Mark, or Kayleigh, or possibly Kellyanne. Wouldn't it be a hoot if it was Ivanka Danka? Picture her in a stylish HazMat suit prowling between the corpses... hell, I don't think she'd have a problem.
This latest attempt is going to fail, of course. Can you imagine the entertainment value of the Idiot Jerk's loss? You can bet Donnie Junior's going to be out selling tickets. Anything to make a buck.